I didn't get any sleep that night, obviously. I was wilting at 8pm, and decided 9:30 would be the perfect time to sleep... by which time I had my second wind and was up until 1:30. The alarm at 4:45 was, oh, so welcome.
I managed to get through the working day, and get home - aided by 2 stops to stretch legs, and 3 cans of Red Bull Cola.

I'm still knackered now.

But the car cost £40 less to fix than they told me it would! How's about that for a result?
Mustn't Grumble!